A Brother's Tail--Volume II-Kiss me, Aniki

A Brothers Tail-Volume Two

Author’s Note: I was politely asked for a glossary. Gomen nasai (pardon me/I’m sorry). I
forget not everyone is familiar with my usual Japanese vocabulary. I will hence forth include a
short glossary of the terms used in each volume. God Bless. AK

Thank-you to everyone who is kind enough to leave a review. The feedback is invaluable. I
appreciate every word. If not for the encouragement and support, there would be no more
‘Brother’s Tails’. Here is Vol. II

This volume is inspired by a very much rated XXX portrait of my lovers, drawn by Zeyphens-Insanity (on deviant art.). She has an adult membership in a Yaoi group on Yahoo for her XXX
artwork of the brothers. If you are interested in seeing where I get much of my inspiration for these
and my story, ‘Brothers’, you need to be a member of this group to look at her beautiful work. Here
is the link to the main group. http :// groups. yahoo .com/group /IYED2/ You must be a member
here first before you can be a member of the Yaoi-sister group. Zeyph is one of the most talented
artists I have ever seen... none withstanding. I endorse her work as ‘as close to perfect as you can
get’. It’s beautiful. She is also known as ‘InuLord-Sesshoumaru’ on MM.org. I have been a fan for
longer than I am aware.

The artwork is called ‘Unison’. God bless, Zeyphen. You are the master. AK

Aniki–Elder Brother, Mattai–Youngest Brother, Saiai–Beloved, Aishiteru–I love you,
Onegai–Please

‘Kiss me, Aniki’

            He was leaning back against the trunk of his favorite cherry tree, looking up into the velvet
blanket of the night sky. His smoldering golden eyes blinked slow and deliberate as he observed the
birth of each star winking into life, until the world was surround by a cape of sparkling jewels.
Hanging heavy, pregnant with mystery and power, the Moon rose high over his head, casting its
knowing eyes over the land, seeing all and judging with the wisdom of the Ancient Spirits.

            It was a magnificent night. A night filled with the fragrances of jasmine and white plume,
while fireflies danced on the warm swirling breezes, filling the dusk with the gentle gleam of their
iridescent glow. Crickets clung to the slim, slender iris leaves, bouncing to and fro as they rubbed
their wings together and the made the music of the night, saying good-bye to passing day.

            Growling deep in his broad chest, the great Inu-Youkai lifted his arms high over his head
and stretched his muscles, feeling the tendons and sinews pull and flex along his back and sides. It
felt good so he leaned to each side and did the same for his chest and stomach. He then rolled his
head in a luxurious circle over his shoulders and listened with a contented hum as the vertebra
popped back into place.

            The only thing that could have felt any better would have been a good scratching of his scalp
and back by some talented claws.

 

            “...hmmm, Inuyasha...” he sighed, flopping over onto his belly, pillowing his face in his
folded arms. “Where are you when you are needed, pup?”

            “Looking down on you, Lord Dog.” An amused voice drifted down from the high branches
of the tree Sesshou lay beneath. “Just as it should be.”

            “I think not, pup.” Sesshoumaru growled, rolling onto his side, craning his head to look
upward into the shifting leaves. Catching a glimpse of his brother’s blood red haori peaking through
the dense foliage brought a smile to the corner of his mouth. “I suggest you come down before I
come up... it would be in your best interests.”

            “That’s your opinion, not that it means much.” The saucy reply was laced with just enough
disrespect to ruffle the senior youkai’s ire; just as it was meant to.

            “Inu, don’t try my patience. Come down... now.”

            “And what if I don’t? Should I be scared?” He was taunting now.

            “Perhaps,” Sesshoumaru shifted to the balls of his feet, crouching. “Consider yourself
warned, you baka. You know it isn’t wise to mock this Sesshoumaru.”

            “Blah, blah, blah... that’s all you ever do, Sesshou, talk.” Inuyasha bounced from one branch
to the other, the heavy limb swaying beneath his weight. “You never really do back up your threats
with anything meaningful... your really getting boring, you know.”

            “Boring?” Sesshoumaru clenched his teeth, his golden eyes flashing. “Did you say ‘boring’,
pup?”

            “Hai, I said ‘boring’... whaaaaoooo...”

            Sesshoumaru sprang into the air with lightening speed and agility, catching his unsuspecting
brother around the waist in a tight, two armed hold. His momentum carried the two of them over the
limb and back down to the ground where he landed lightly. Then, without so much as a growl, he
threw Inuyasha down onto the grass, pinning him with his arms over his head.

            “Boring, is it? Hnn?” He asked, gazing angrily into the surprised amber orbs. “We will see
about that.”

            “Wha-what are you going to do?”

            “Wouldn’t it be ‘boring’ if I told you, Inu?” Sesshou leaned close, the tip of his nose
brushing his brother’s. “I would certainly hate to give you something else to complain about, seeing
as how you seem to be so dissatisfied with our current relationship... it would appear I must find a
new diversion to keep your mind occupied. You obviously have too much time on your hands.”
Then suddenly his eyes darkened to a molten gold and he swept them meaningly down the lithe
body pinned beneath him. “Or is it your mind I need to worry about occupying, pup?”

            “I...”

            “Nothing to say?” Elegant silver brows rose in sardonic pleasure. “Interesting. Have I
rendered the ‘loud-mouthed brat’ speechless? A stellar accomplishment.” A low growling chuckle
rumbled in his chest and he watched the suddenly nervous hanyou tentatively lick his lips. The
simple, unconscious action caught his attention and sparked a warmth in the pit of his stomach. If
nothing else, his brother was still the most beautiful creature he had ever known with his near white,
waist length hair, perfect angular features, and glorious amber eyes. Never had Sesshoumaru seen
anything or anyone so desirable. The flesh beneath the fire-rat haori was smooth, warm, and as well
muscled as his own, and it responded to his touch like a well strung instrument, singing the most
exquisite music he’d ever heard.

            It was intoxicating as well as addicting.

            There was never enough time to enjoy it fully... and he could never seem to get enough.

            “Kiss me, Aniki...”

            The rough voice filtered up to his ears and brought him out of his reverie. Focusing on the
beauty of the face below him, Sesshoumaru caught his breath, the warmth of desire spreading
through him like melting honey. Inuyasha was gazing up at him, his large amber eyes filled with
longing and the beginnings of a burning passion that Sesshou knew could consume them both, for it
had many times in the past. His lips were parted just enough to reveal the tips of his fangs and allow
the moist heat of his breath to pass freely, fanning the great youkai’s face. A faint blush stained his
flawless cheeks, bringing warmth and added life to his flesh, enhancing the scent of his arousal and
lure of his body. Sesshoumaru felt the web of love and lust being woven about him, and he leaned
down into the haven of sensation he knew awaited him.

            “Aniki...”

            “Mattai...” He touched the softness of those tempting lips with the merest of contacts,
feeling Inu shiver beneath him, the sound of a harsh, dragging breath reaching his sensitive ears. It
was a tortured sound, a hungry sound, a sound of painful longing that tore at the walls of his control,
and Sesshou shuddered, the tip of his tongue darting out to trace the shape of his brother’s bottom
lip. “Beautiful,” he whispered, dipping inside the moist cavern for a leisurely taste, eliciting a long,
low moan of anguish from the hanyou as he tried to free his hands from Sesshou’s iron grip. “You
are so beautiful, Saiai... so precious to me... so precious...”

            “Onegai, Sesshou...” Inu thrashed and arched upward in frustration. “Kiss me. I can’t stand
it when you do this...”

            “Hai, little one. I know.” A knowing look passed over Sesshou’s face, and he burrowed
into Inu’s throat, covering his bounding pulse point with his open mouth and sucking. “I know.”

            “Ooooh God...” Passion glazed amber eyes lost focus and then rolled back into Inuyasha’s
head as he lost track of reality and slipped into the world of his brother’s mouth and tongue.
Vaguely he realized the youkai released his hands and was loosening his haori. “A-ani-ki...” he
muttered, his fingers fluttering over the silky mass of Sesshou’s hair, stroking the back of his
brother’s head, cradling him against the curve of his shoulder. “... love... you...”

            The haori was brushed away and Inuyasha moaned when he felt the firm touch of
Sesshoumaru’s hand sliding over his chest and stomach. His muscles quivered and jumped beneath
the rough, calloused palm that smoothed its way across him, and when it brushed his nipple, he cried
out, arching up into the touch.

            “Inu...” Sesshou’s voice was hoarse as the hanyou’s name spilt from his lips. “Do you know
what you do to me, Saiai? Do you?” He leaned over the shuddering body and took the hardening
peak into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue, feeling it grow even harder. “You break me... pup.”
He growled, slipping his hands beneath the trembling hanyou to cup his taut buttocks, lifting him up
against the hard planes of his own body. “You break me.”

            “Sessh-ou...” Inu choked, fisting his hands into the silvery fall of his brother’s heavy hair.
“You unravel me,” he rasped. “Every thread of my soul... you unravel me.”

            “Inuyahsa,” Sesshou shifted and parted his brother’s thighs so he lower his hips between
them, settling snugly against the intimacy of his body. “Aishiteru, my beautiful-saiai. Aishiteru.”
Finally giving in to both of their needs, he bent into the temptation of Inu’s panting mouth, and
covered it with his own, molding the pliant flesh beneath the heat of his growing need. Inu
responded by twining the wiry strength of his legs through those of his brother’s, creating a tangle of
limbs across the sweet smelling grass.

            Moaning together, the brothers licked, pulled, and sucked on each others lips, trading the
passionate nectar of their saliva as it mingled on their tongues and chins. Slow, wet kisses that
stilled the breath in their chests and left them gasping for air when they parted pulled them closer,
fueling the heat of a rising need that sent the remainder of their clothing spinning off into the dark.
Hungry, anxious hands stroked the warmth of newly bared flesh, kneading and smoothing taut
muscles, fluttering over the edges of sharp bones, and urging a union of spirits and hearts that
memories promised would be more than satisfying.

            Gentle, yet insistent hands lifted Inuyasha’s passion limp body, rolling him onto his stomach
and stretching his arms into a comfortable position over his head. “Relax, Saiai,” Sesshou leaned
down and pressed a heated kiss into the center of that flawless back, his tongue tickling the line of
vertebra in a sensual caress. “I want to... touch you.”

            “Sesshou... God...” A shudder rifled through the muscular frame, and when the great youkai
tenderly pulled his legs apart, Inuyasha did not resist. He folded his arms beneath his cheek and
closed his eyes, waiting for the world of sensation he knew his brother was about to gift upon his
body. The scent of the iris’ had never smelled so sweet.

            Sesshoumaru gazed lovingly, longingly down at the perfection of flesh before him. Inu’s
skin was almost translucent in the shimmering moonlight, and he bent down to run a hand up the
back of either of those well shaped legs, feeling the muscles tense beneath his touch. With deliberate
care, he maneuvered himself between his brother’s knees, and urged them even further apart, settling
into a comfortable crouch which allowed him to stroke those beautiful legs at his leisure. Up and
down the shapely thighs he went, conforming his palms to the curves of warm flesh, listening to the
muffled whimpers as he went higher each time. The sensual drag of his thumbs circled the sensitive
skin of the inner thighs, almost reaching, but not quite touching the hint of sac that could be seen
protruding from underneath, and Inuyasha moaned, his buttocks quivering and arching upward with
anticipation, wanting to feel the touch of those teasing hands.

 

            A sultry smile curled the youkai’s lips as he watched the succulent mounds of flesh writhe
and undulate, trying to tempt him into possession. “You want something, pup?” He asked, amused
and aroused at the same time.

            “Hai, you fucking dog...” Inu’s voice was a rasping whisper in his throat. “You know I hate
it when you tease.”

            “Hai, I know.” Sesshou chuckled and gripped the back of a firm thigh in each hand as he
bent over to nuzzle the crack of his brother’s ass. “I know, but where is the fun in giving you
everything you want, Inuyasha?” He asked, sliding the warmth of his mouth over first one then the
other rounded globe. “When it is so much more entertaining to watch you... want me?”

            “God... Sesshou, you hate me, don’t you?” Inu whined and buried his head in the folded
haven of his arms. “You’re driving me insane.”

            “But what a pleasant torture, Saiai... and the rewards, they are worth it, ne?” The low growl
sent gooseflesh popping out across the hanyou’s skin, and Sesshoumaru reached beneath him to grab
the boney protuberances of his hip bones, lifting his lower body into the air. Then he stretched his
grip across those delicious spheres and parted them wide. “Such rewards,” he murmured, “are
worthy of the Gods themselfs.”

            “Sesshou!” Inu cried out as his brother dove his tongue wet and hard against the tight ring of
his core, pushing and stroking until the shivering muscles relaxed and let him through. Then he
began and fast, almost furious thrusting pace that left Inuyasha howling with need and pumping
back into his face. Together they rocked violently back and forth, each offering pleasure and
gaining as much in return. Then Sesshoumaru was roughly flipping his brother back over onto his
back, straddling his quivering thighs, and bending down into his flushed, sweat streaked face.

            “You break me, little one,” he rasped, licking the panting mouth, sucking on the swollen
lips. “You push me beyond my will to control... my strength to resist... you. break. me.”
Shuddering with emotion and physical need, Sesshoumaru reached between them and took both his
throbbing erection and his brother’s in his hand and gripped them together, fusing their cocks into
one screaming, pulsing rod of hunger. Then he began to stroke them in unison, the movement of his
hand bringing Inuyasha up onto his elbows, a deep, ragged growl on his lips.

            Heat and friction, love and desire; Sesshoumaur’s hand tightened and increased in speed as
his own need flared, bringing him close to the pinnacle of ecstasy. The heavy, high pitched breath
whistling through his brother’s parted lips told him he was close as well. They should reach the
peak together... soon. ‘Such rewards...’

            The scent of sweat, cum, and spring iris’ mingled in the warmth of the air as the two inu
youkai slept wrapped in each others arms beneath the gentle glowing light of the moon. It would be
a new moon soon, and with it would come the hanyou’s human night. So many things were possible
during that short time... even youkai were prone to magical shifts, and coupled with the deepest of
loves, anything was possible.

            However, one truth was always a constant with the brothers. Life was never ‘boring’.

TBC

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